california galaxy

When Ai Xing asked Ning He to take a bath, he had the idea of ​​having sex with him.

But Ning He fell asleep crying and crying. He had no choice but to hug the man in his arms. He waited for him to lie on his body for a while, and heard his breathing gradually stabilized. He probably fell asleep completely. Flip over.Laying Ning He on the side of the bed, pulled the quilt over him, and looked at him for a long time in the dark.

Time has never defeated a beauty, or maybe I have been too crazy in love from the beginning to the end.

Ai Xing felt that Ninghe was no different from six years ago, even more beautiful.He caressed his face with some nostalgia, then reached under the blanket and pinched Ning He's waist.

Too thin, Aixing thought.

Saying that Ning He deserved it was just a moment of anger.The first time I saw him in the bar a few weeks ago, Ai Xing felt very distressed.

Ning He used to be a person with high spirits, his beauty was wanton and presumptuous, which added a lot of color to Ai Xing's slightly depressed life under the shackles of his family for a long time.

But on the night of the reunion, although Ning He was wearing an expensive silk shirt and sat on the stage singing the emotions in the song, Ai Xing read a lot of unknown carelessness from his eyebrows.

In the past month, he had countless moments, wanting to bring Ning He back to his own world.

But no one can guarantee that things like running away won't happen again and again.Even if he is not afraid of getting hurt and is willing to jump down again, he still has to see if Ning He is equally fearless...

Ai Xing put away his scattered thoughts and got out of bed lightly.

He went to take a shower to wash away the fatigue from the day's work, and then sent an email to his assistant, asking her to pick him up at the clubhouse with a change of clothes at ten o'clock tomorrow morning.

When he returned to the bedroom, he saw Ning He wrapped tightly in the blanket, curled up in a corner of the big bed.There was an inexplicable loneliness and helplessness in the unstretched sleeping position.

Ai Xing sighed, lay down on the bed, then reached out to grab the person over, and pressed him into his arms.

Ning He woke up in a trance, feeling that he was embraced into the warm and steady chest and arms, so he called out in a daze like a kitten, "Ai Xing..."

He is the kind of person who is rewarded with food from heaven, and his voice is amazing.Even a murmur in a half-dream and half-awake can make Ai Xing hard.

Ai Xing hugged him and didn't say a word, but he confirmed it again with a little anxiety, "...are you still there when I get up tomorrow morning?"

One of Ai Xing's hands had already reached under the cloth and wrapped around his waist, and said in a low voice, "I'll leave when you get up."

They hugged each other and slept all night.

Both of them had a dreamless night, as if they had found a long-lost stable home.

Aixing's body clock wakes him up at 07:30 in the morning.In the bedroom, the sky had not let out, and there was a trace of warmth lurking in the stupor.Ai Xing was not in a hurry to get up, he hugged Ning He who was still sleeping, and lay down peacefully for a while.

Later, he went to the living room to deal with work emails and ordered room service to prepare breakfast.

When Ning He woke up, it was already ten o'clock in the morning.

Probably because he hadn't slept so soundly for a long time, Ning He didn't recover for a while, and sat up in a daze.Then I heard voices coming from outside the bedroom door, remembering everything that happened last night, I reached out to touch the other side of the big bed, and there was no body temperature left by Ai Xing, so I felt a little flustered, I grabbed the head of the bed and put it on He put a coat on his body and walked out quickly.

Ai Xing stood with his back to him, lowered his voice and was speaking.

Ning He originally had myopia of [-] degrees, but he didn't wear contact lenses at this time, and mistakenly thought that Ai Xing was talking on the phone, so he said, "I'm sorry, I got up late."

Hearing this, Ai Xing turned around, and the assistant standing behind looked at Ning He who came out of the bedroom in shock.

Ning He didn't expect there were outsiders in the living room, so he froze in place.

He was wearing a T-shirt and a coat draped loosely over his shoulders, but his legs were bare.Before Ai Xing had time to talk to him, he suddenly turned around and returned to the bedroom.

Ai Xing's assistant, Jenny, is already stupid. She has been with Ai Xing for three years, and she has never seen her boss stay away, let alone sleep with anyone.At this time, I also forgot the low-key and reticent work style I always pursued, and couldn't help but ask, "This is...?"

With a normal face, Ai Xing told her, "Write down his mobile phone number in a while. Sometimes it's not convenient for me to answer the phone, and he may contact you."

Jenny stood there dumbfounded, not dispelling her surprise at all, she nodded stiffly, and said, "Okay, I see."

A few minutes later, Ning He was fully dressed and reappeared in the living room.

Ai Xing walked over and said to him, "I ordered breakfast for you, go and eat."

Ning He stretched out his hand to hold him, and because there were people present, he couldn't show it too clearly, "When did you get up?"

"Nine o'clock." Ai Xing said a white lie without changing his expression.

Ning He laughed, and said softly, "07:30, eight o'clock at most."

The traces of living together when they were young are too deeply imprinted, and even a sparse and ordinary sentence of dialogue has a familiarity that outsiders cannot fathom.

Assistant Jenny watched the scene in front of her with restraint, trying not to act like a gossip.

She noticed that her boss was looking at the delicate-looking young man with a very patient look, and heard him say that he had a good night's sleep the night before.

"Eat more breakfast." Ai Xing squeezed Ning He's extended wrist indiscriminately, "Too thin."

Ning He raised his eyes and asked him, "Are you leaving now?"

Ai Xing nodded, but still stood in front of Ning He, not intending to leave immediately.

Ning He said again, "When you are not busy, can I contact you?"

"Yes." Ai Xing said, and glanced at Jenny who was standing at the entrance, "That's my assistant Jenny. I'm sometimes in a meeting and can't answer the phone. She will also pass it on to me when she receives it."

The name Jenny stunned Ning He for a moment.Because Ai Xing's biological mother is called Lin Zhenni.

But in front of Jenny, he didn't ask any more questions, but just nodded at her as a greeting.

Before Ai Xing left, he handed him a card.

Ning He was a little dazed.Ai Xing stuffed the credit card into his hand, and raised his hand to caress his face, "Didn't I say to support you, take the card."

Ning He was sad and moved, and he didn't say no, he held the card tightly in his palm.

Ai Xing and Jenny went out together.Ning He ran to the window of the living room, stood there for about a minute or two, and saw Ai Xing in a neat suit coming out of the front door of the clubhouse and getting into a commercial vehicle parked outside.

They had just parted, and Ning He realized that he had already started to miss Ai Xing.

Perhaps inspired by Ai Xing's much more relaxed attitude today, Ning He found out his mobile phone and sent Ai Xing a message: The card has already been given, so don't waste it, come and see your family more.

This is a bit bold and blatant.After Ning He sent it out, he couldn't help feeling uneasy.

Ai Xing didn't know if he saw the message, but he didn't reply.Ning He spent most of the day in the mood of worrying that he was not safe enough to do things, and stayed at the bar at night as usual.

Just after the beginning of the second half, which started at nine o'clock, there was a commotion among the guests.Ning He supported the microphone stand, looked up, Ai Xing and Cheng Jingsen walked in from the main entrance of the bar together.

This is the first time Ai Xing came to see Ning He's concert again after half a month, and he was accompanied by a big brother Cheng Jingsen, which seemed to be of extraordinary significance.

Before Ning He could finish singing the song, the flowers ordered by Ai Xing were carried to the stage one after another by the waiter.

There are so many bouquets that it is simply jaw-dropping.

Ning He almost doubted that Ai Xing had booked all the flowers in the clubhouse for this week.As he sang, the stage was surrounded by flowers bit by bit.

In the end, all the guests present understood that there was a financial backer behind this beautiful and upright newcomer, and he came to throw money and declare ownership tonight.

Ning He took a rare break in the middle of the performance.He walked off the stage, walked to the table where Ai Xing was sitting, first said hello to Cheng Jingsen, and then said to Ai Xing, "It's all right, don't send flowers."

Ai Xing was sitting on the side of the booth, his suit jacket had been taken off, and he was wearing a slim-fit shirt underneath, looking plain.He said in a somewhat doting tone, "Don't worry about it, go and sing your song."

Ning He had no choice but to return to the stage.

After Cheng Jingsen and the others walked away, he lit a cigarette with some regret, and said, "I've never seen you like this."

Ai Xing smiled and didn't say much.

Several rounds of bouquets were delivered, and there was almost no room for them on the stage behind, so the waiter finally stopped.

This night Ninghe did not receive any flowers or cards from other guests, and the attitude towards Ai Xing and Cheng Jingsen, and Ai Xing's style of throwing money and flattering others, will probably be less in the future.

When he left, Cheng Jingsen had already left, and Ai Xing put half a glass of wine in front of him, waiting for him leisurely.

Ning He sat down and said, "It cost you money."

Ai Xing put him in his arms and asked him, "Have you had dinner yet?"

"Not yet." Ning He took the initiative to lean on Ai Xing, "You haven't replied to the message, I'm worried."

"Afraid of what?" Ai Xing asked with a smile.

"I'm afraid I won't speak calmly, and you don't like it." Ning He was also very frank.

They are not in the same relationship as before, Ning He knew it in his heart.Ai Xing has reservations about his manner and attitude.Money can be spent for him, and the bed can follow him, but I always keep one step in my heart.

Ning He knew that it was his own fault, so he didn't dare to covet more.He thought that even if he maintained a lover relationship with Ai Xing, as long as the other party didn't feel disgusted, he would be content.

Many guests in the bar turned their heads to look at them from time to time out of curiosity.Ai Xing didn't shy away from other people's gaze. He put his arms around Ning He, moved his fingers around his waist, and responded to Ning He's worry, "There is nothing I don't like. You can send it. I usually don't have time to reply when I'm working."

Ning He said again, "Let me have a drink with you." Then he raised his hand, wanting to ask the waiter to come over and order wine.

Ai Xing held him down, and didn't intentionally torment his fragile stomach like last time.

"Go back to your place and have some supper with me."

Then, under the attention of everyone, he took Ning He out of the arena.

In this way, Ning He was raised by Ai Xing.

Fewer people accost him in bars, and he doesn't find it bothering him so much when he sings.

Ai Xing came to see him every now and then, first listening to his resident singing, and then returning to the suite of the clubhouse with him, staring at Ning He for something to eat.Sometimes Ning He would take the initiative to play with him, but Ai Xing's attitude didn't change, he wouldn't reject Ning He, he would kiss and caress him skillfully, treating a plaything like the kind of nobleman who is not short of money.

— There is no rush, and there is no need to do it.Coming to Ai Xing's position, he has seen all the colorful worlds, and he has enough confidence to look at everything that happens around him. It seems that Ning He will not make him as confused as before.

Sometimes Ning He speaks out for him, sometimes with his hands.The appearance of kneeling by the sofa is very cute, but there is a kind of self-esteem like stubborn resistance in the expression.He is willing to bow his head for Ai Xing, and only Ai Xing can make him bow his head, but Ai Xing has never made the last step with him, and he has not even taken off Ning He's clothes on his own initiative.

Every time Ning He finished serving him, he would grab Ning He's hair and force him to raise his head, rubbing his red and swollen lips with his fingers seemingly gently, and said with a smile, "The skills are not as bad as before."

But Ning He couldn't laugh.He gradually realizes that the human heart is a bottomless pit, and he has come to Ai Xing's side, but he is still not satisfied.

There was also a heavy wall between them.

Ning He is a sensitive and intelligent person, knowing that this is the most helpless struggle in a relationship.On the surface, it is calm and calm, but secretly it is tempting and turbulent.

Ai Xing probably won't lose again, and it's only time for Ning He to be defeated.

The room in the clubhouse is not too big, because Ai Xing often comes here to spend the night, Ninghe's world is gradually occupied by him.Ai Xing's famous watches, suits, and even some work documents were left in the suite.

Assistant Jenny also came here to pick him up from time to time, and once, he even met a business partner here in Ninghe—it happened that the other party also came to the casino for entertainment.

In short, Ai Xing does not shy away from letting people know about his relationship with Ning He.

But when getting along with each other in private, his ease made Ning He feel hopeless and powerless for a while.

That night, Ai Xing took Ning He to a high-end restaurant for dinner.

Not long after the two of them sat down, they ate an appetizer when a handsome figure suddenly walked by the table.

"William, what a coincidence, you're here too!?"

Hearing the sound, Ning He looked up and saw a handsome chestnut-haired boy standing by their table.

The child was less than twenty years old and had a dazzling smile.More importantly, the way he looked at Ai Xing was full of love.

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